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The genius was slightly bright, and Yang Mei invited Zhou Yuan and the others to the office.

As soon as his butt sat down, Shen Rui took the lead to ask, "Dean Yang, what did you mean when you said that something happened on the mountain again?"

Yang Mei originally wanted to make them a cup of tea, but was stopped by Zhou Yuan.She was sitting across from the three of them, her face was haggard, and the dark circles under her eyes seemed to indicate that she would not sleep tonight.She said: "Last night, a group of police cars came, saying that someone had hanged themselves. It stopped for a few hours, and now another police car came up. May I ask the police officer, is there another accident on the back mountain?"

"I just went to survey the scene this morning. It was too dark last night, so I couldn't see some things clearly," Shen Rui said.

Last night they went to the back mountain because of the old photo of the silver-haired man at the door, and unexpectedly saw Taoist Rong Hui hanged, so they came in a hurry, and when they left, they went to ask the surrounding residents .

Now came the Tianhai Welfare Institute, which is the closest to Houshan, and Shen Rui asked: "Dean Yang, before the police arrived at the scene last night, did you notice any movement in Houshan? Or, did you see anyone there?" Go to the back mountain?"

"That's right, don't limit the time to the evening. In the afternoon, around five or six o'clock, did you notice that someone went to the back mountain?" Hearing Shen Rui's question, Li Bingbing added another sentence.He went to the Great Emperor Temple in Fengdu overnight last night. According to the confessions of the priests, Taoist priest Rong Hui received a call to leave the temple in the afternoon and before they were about to have dinner, so he thought it was okay to leave the temple. The timeline stretched to the time when he was out of the temple.

Yang Mei thought for a long time. Yesterday she went out to buy a batch of new clothes for the children. Because the children grow up fast, some clothes are short and some are worn out. They all need to be replaced.After she bought the clothes, she came back around five o'clock in the afternoon, and had dinner with the children.

"I can show you my shopping invoices." Yang Mei handed them her shopping invoices. "I was almost in the orphanage when I came back. After dinner, I gave painting lessons to the children."

"Do you teach them yourself? Or other teachers?" Li Bingbing asked.

Yang Mei nodded, "You can also see the conditions of the orphanage. There is no spare money to hire a teacher who can teach at home. But if these children are old enough to know nothing, let alone be adopted, even if they reach the age, they can learn independently. If you choose the grade that you can't leave the orphanage, if you don't have any handicrafts, you will be out of touch with society."

She sighed, and then said: "I used to study art when I was in school, so I give them art classes when I have time."

Shen Rui and the others glanced at the simple office and asked, "Dean Yang, how many children and employees are there in your orphanage? Please tell us."

"Including me, three employees." Yang Mei said without thinking, "There are currently twelve children sent in."

Shen Rui said: "Besides you, who are the employees here and what do they do, please tell me."

Yang Mei told Shen Rui and the others that their orphanage hired an aunt who cooks and a security guard who is in charge of guarding the orphanage.

The aunt who cooks is an old aunt who lives in a residential area three kilometers away from the orphanage.The old aunt comes in the morning to make breakfast and lunch and dinner, and then leaves after work, and will not spend the night in the orphanage.

As for the big security guard, in Yang Mei's words, he has worked in the orphanage for more than ten years, and he is an old hero who has watched the children of the orphanage come and go.

Speaking of this, Shen Rui and the others remembered the old man who fell and lay on the bed on the third floor when they came back last time, and said casually: "President Yang, your security guard fell and lay on the bed, and it is still A mute, there are many children in your orphanage, you still have to pay attention to closing the doors and windows, and pay attention to safety."

"Fall? Mute?" Yang Mei was obviously stunned when she heard this, and looked at Zhou Yuan and the others with some doubts.

But after a while, she seemed to think of something, nodded hurriedly, and said with some embarrassment: "It's a fall. Old Wu fell down the stairs a while ago, and his muscles and bones were injured for a hundred days. People will be fine when they are old." Very slow. But you say he's dumb, what's the matter?"

"The last time we went up to see it, the old man seemed unable to speak. There was a child next to him who said he was a mute and couldn't speak, didn't he?" Shen Rui raised his eyebrows and asked.

"No. Hey, he has a fever and a sore throat and he can't speak recently. It should be Xiaowen's kid talking nonsense. I'll call him over later and talk about him. He always talks nonsense when he is young, and it's terrible when he grows up. "Yangmei scolded softly.

Zhou Yuan and the others looked at each other and did not continue to delve into this topic.He asked Yang Mei: "I wonder if there is another way to go to Houshan? Or can I go around behind your backyard to go to Houshan?"

"Actually, to be honest, I don't know too well. Although I have lived here for so many years, I seldom go to the back mountain. However, I heard from nearby residents that there should be other trails. Where is it? I don't know either." Yang Mei said.

While they were talking, Li Bingbing took the time to send a message to Xiaomaomao, asking him to check the map and find out how many roads there are to go to the back mountain. Although Xiaomaomao is fat, his work efficiency is much higher than his body's metabolism. Messaged him back in a while.

"Boss, I checked, and it seems that there are many. But I heard that there are many snakes and insects in the back mountain, and few local people go to climb this mountain. You suddenly asked me about the route of each trail, what should I say? How about walking casually, as long as you don’t hit the wall, you can go wherever you want? Or you pick the tallest tree and climb it to see the panoramic view?”

Li Bingbing looked at the message Xiao Maomao sent to him, and fell into deep thought. He felt that he had indulged his subordinates too much, so he typed a few words and sent it.

"This month's bonus has been deducted."

The mobile phone message alert sounded several times, but Li Bingbing turned a blind eye.

It seems that trying to find the whereabouts of the suspect from the entrance and exit will be time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the efficiency will be very low, so I can only keep this idea for the time being.

However, before Zhou Yuan entered the orphanage, he noticed that there was a camera at the door. He asked Yang Mei and learned that the camera was working, so they retrieved the video to watch. Unfortunately, the camera of the orphanage only pointed at the door of the orphanage. There is a large blind area on the road behind the mountain that is not captured in the camera, and this clue is temporarily cut off from here.

But judging from the dust on the unlettered stele, if there was someone traveling with him, Rong Hui and that person must have walked up the mountain from the back of the orphanage.Thinking of the wordless stele, Zhou Yuan asked: "Principal Yang, you said that you seldom go to the back mountain, so that means you have been there? Then do you know that there is a road blocking the way to the back of your back yard?" A tomb without characters?"

"I know there is such a tomb without characters." Yang Mei nodded.

Hearing this, Li Bingbing felt that the conversation after so long was finally on the right track, and asked a little excitedly, "Whose grave is this? Have you ever seen someone come to visit the grave?"

I know there is such a tomb in the back mountain, but no one stipulates that I must know who the owner of the tomb is.Yang Mei glanced at Li Bingbing and shook her head, and said, "When I started working here, the stele without writing was already here. Alas, I haven't seen anyone come to visit the grave for so many years."

Seeing that this person couldn't ask more questions, Zhou Yuan and the others got up and were about to leave when they suddenly heard the sound of children playing and talking upstairs. Shen Rui and the others remembered the cat's face on the window they had photographed in the middle of the night.

Moreover, in the old photo given by the silver-haired man, it was obviously facing the direction of the windows on the third floor. They wanted to go to the third floor to have a look, and suggested to Yang Mei that they wanted to go up to have a look. Yang Mei hesitated, but agreed.

In the morning, the children in the orphanage woke up one after another. They watched Zhou Yuan and the others walk to the second floor and then to the third floor. They all gathered in the corner of the second floor for a while, as if they felt that going to the third floor was a very difficult task. Prompt to look at exciting things.

However, Zhou Yuan and the others only thought that they were seeing a stranger visiting, they just thought it was curiosity, and didn't think much about it.

It was just a little cooler this day, and the sun hadn't completely risen yet, so the third floor looked darker than the last time we came here.After Yang Mei came up with them, she touched the wall of the stairs for a while, and found the switch of the corridor light. With a "click", the light turned on.

However, this lamp has not been replaced for a long time, and it has not had much energy after years of work, and it looks dark and gloomy.

The lights were flickering, Zhou Yuan and the others stood in the corridor they had come to before, and with this dim light, they only felt that this corridor was even more "shocking" this time.If you didn’t have time to take a closer look last time, turn on the light this time, and look at the past. The white wall that was originally touched with white lime has long been a graffiti board.

It's just that the most used colors on this board are black and red.What's even more weird is that these two colors are used to paint the eyes and windows, which look a little bit creepy, making people feel chills in broad daylight.

Shen Rui took a deep breath and pressed his goosebumps.

On the contrary, Li Bingbing, who came here for the first time, looked at it for a moment, frowned, stared at the wall, and asked Yang Mei: "This... Dean Yang, is it popular to draw this kind of eyes in your orphanage? Eyes all over the wall It looks niche enough, but it looks a little scary."

Yang Mei was also startled the moment she turned on the light.She has hardly come up to the third floor in the past ten years. Her room is mainly on the first floor, and the children's rooms are mainly on the first and second floors. For the rest of the places that need space, the downstairs is more than enough, and the third floor is not needed. room, so I didn't expect the walls to be painted all over.

She frowned, and just when she was about to go downstairs to ask the other children what was going on, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a child peeping at them from a room at the end of the corridor.

The child was no more than thigh high, and his head only reached the lower half of the door frame.Those eyes are especially commanding, shining light in the dim environment.It's just that at a glance, there was a head standing there motionless, and Yang Mei was startled suddenly. After seeing who it was, she took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and shouted in a deep voice: " Xiaowen, are you scribbling on the wall again?"

Last year, Yang Mei knew that the child often went up to the third floor to scribble. Last time, she asked the cooking aunt to help clean up. At that time, the cooking aunt was scared enough, so she went downstairs and told her these things directly.

At that time, she had already hired a wall appraiser to come up and paint it again, but she didn't expect this little kid to sneak up and scribble again.

The little ghost named Xiaowen shrank his head back timidly when he heard Yang Mei calling him, but when Shen Rui and the others thought he was going to hide because he was afraid of being scolded, he saw him sticking his head out again, looking at Shen Rui and the others , looked at Yangmei again, and walked out with his head down.

"Mother Yang."

Yang Mei is the director of the orphanage, and the children in the orphanage call her Mama Yang.She saw Xiao Wen came out and was about to talk about him, when the phone rang suddenly, she glanced at the contact person, looked at Zhou Yuan and the others apologetically, and said, "I'm sorry, I'll go down to answer the phone, and I'll be right back .”

After saying this, Yang Mei hurriedly turned around and walked towards the stairs, the bell kept ringing, fearing there was something urgent, so she dared not stop for a moment.

The brat, who was still worried about being scolded, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Yang Mei came downstairs.Seeing Zhou Yuan and the others staring at him, making faces at them and then wanting to run to the room, fortunately Shen Rui had quick eyesight and quick hands, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the kid by the collar.

"Do you know how to be polite, kid? How decent is it to run away when you see a guest?"

The little devil didn't wait to see Shen Rui when he came back last time, this time he grabbed the collar of Fate, and he turned his head in a hurry to bite Shen Rui, so shocked that Shen Rui hurriedly grabbed the other collar with his backhand, twisting it with lingering fear. Frowning, "You little brat, what's the matter, you are a dog, if you mess around again, be careful, I will sue your mother Yang and slap your ass later."

"Let go of me!" the little kid shouted, baring his teeth.

Shen Rui is happy, this child is not only a dog but also a monkey, dancing like a monkey baby.He still wanted to tease him, but Zhou Yuan stopped him. Zhou Yuan had an advantage over him in terms of coaxing children.

"Xiao Wen, did you draw the picture on the wall?" Zhou Yuan slapped Shen Rui's hand away from the collar of the little ghost head, and the little ghost head immediately jumped back a few steps, staring at Shen Rui and the others angrily. .

Zhou Yuan didn't care whether he was angry or not, he took out the mint candy that lied to the child from his pocket, and swung it in the direction of the little ghost. Seeing that the little ghost was startled, he reflexively reached out and grabbed one, and saw the remaining few candies scattered on him. At the foot, he asked: "Candy, please."

The child raised his eyelids and grabbed Zhou Yuan upwards. He pursed his mouth and said nothing, but the hand holding the candy exerted strength, and it seemed that he could talk for a while because of a few candies.

"Is it enough? I still have some in my pocket, do you want it?" Zhou Yuan asked softly again.

Some of the child's thoughts are easy to guess. He looked down at the ground, seeing how many candies he should be counting on the ground, and after a while, he raised his head and nodded heavily at Zhou Yuan, saying, "Yes."

Zhou Yuan took out the last few candies from his pocket again, this time he didn't throw them away, but took a step forward, reached out his hand to the little kid, and when he saw the kid reaching out to pick it up, he asked softly: " Are you really painting the things on the wall?"

Xiaowen retracted the hand that had just been stretched out, and looked at Zhou Yuan with some vigilance.

"It's pretty good-looking, with an abstract sense of art." Zhou Yuan looked at him with firm eyes and a soft tone, like a key, which instantly unlocked the child's fear of being scolded.He continued: "But why do you only draw windows and eyes? Haven't you learned how to draw flowers, elephants, and candies?"

Children like praise but don't like criticism. After hearing Zhou Yuan's words, Xiaowen was not so vigilant anymore. He reached out again and took the candy from Zhou Yuan's hand, put it in his pocket, and said, "I just like to draw it. .”

"Why?" Zhou Yuan half squatted and faced Xiao Wen, reaching out to rub his hair.

Yan Xiao said that painting is a window to the soul of a person.If a child repeatedly draws a picture rigidly, then the scene in that picture must be a picture that impressed him deeply.

If he had to analyze it from an abstract aspect, Zhou Yuan only felt that it was fear.He used a red pen to draw the eyes. Red is the same color as blood. Normal people are afraid of blood.So he was afraid of those eyes.

But if it is simply analyzed from the picture, it is that the child is located in the "window" that he only thought was safe, with a scarlet eye looking at him through the small window.

"I...I'm because someone..." Xiaowen opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Suddenly a hoarse voice interrupted his words, and an old and hoarse voice came out from the room he had walked out before, the voice was like the rumble of a broken copper gong being blown by the wind, it was harsh and unpleasant: "Xiaowen, I'm thirsty .”